You tell me you love me,
but kindness you lack.
You say you want to marry me,
but then you take it back.
I'm so in love with you
that I keep hanging on,
but if you continue to treat me poorly
the next time you come home I'll be gone.
You're often rude
and you always have to be in control.
You never just accept me
and let things roll.
So what is it that you want?
Is it something I did?
Am I not enough?
Because if that's the case
then you can pack your bags and leave
because I deserve better.
Let me be me.
